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Looks like this may well be it, yeah we're down
Ocean's fast approaching, and there's this sound
They found that little ol' black box, that they all to
The last words that spoken were, "What would Bob do?"

What Bob do? What would Bob do?
would Bob do? What would Bob do?

I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside was a throne
I was let in by a stranger, who I'd seen somewhere
I thought, well come to me, here in the evermore
Suddenly from out of nowhere, a did appear
It was my old granddaddy, he "Son, what are you doin' here?"
"Well it wasn't in my plans you know, I done unstuck
I played out all my hand and I ran all out of luck"
He said, "Well if you pot the black, and you know it's not the cue
It may be to ask yourself, what would Bob do?"

would Bob do? What would Bob do?
What Bob do? What would Bob do?

Now you may well find yourself, on the ballroom floor
You know you cannot get away, you cannot reach the
Just try to relax yourself, and sit down on hips
You don't have to move too much, and try no to your lips
If things seem to be working, and she hasn't moved
You can breathe a easier, and think of what to say
If you spin and she is gone, and you know it's not with you
Then you to ask yourself "What would Bob do?"

What Bob do? What would Bob do?
What would Bob do? What Bob do?

I was standing by a at night, going up in flames and smoke
I was everything, it really was no joke
To cap it off I'm naked, and people all around
I could see an old dog barking, but I hear the sound
The thing that I could hear, which came out of the blue
Was the voice my own head, saying, "What would Bob do?"

What would Bob do? What Bob do?
would Bob do? What would Bob do?

As luck would have it, the good Lord was in my dream
He was smiling sweetly, and was wearing green
I asked if he would come again, if the rumours all true,
He thought awhile and and said, now "What would Bob do?"

What would Bob do? What Bob do?
What would Bob do? What Bob do?

And as the lights all came down, I was standing by the stage
He was in darkness, and his face it showed no age
I took one step closer, just to get a view
I I saw him smile and say now "What would Bob do?"

What Bob do? What would Bob do?
What would Bob do? What Bob do?

Then I suddenly awakened, and I can't pretend,
To the way of things, and how it all may end
But if the question's simple say, do I red, or blue
Now they're are times you ask yourself, "What Bob do?"

What would Bob do? would Bob do?
What Bob do? What would Bob do?